sat in the driver's seat, taking off her high heels and muttered softly, “I should have brought flats.”Wen Man's legs are beautiful, and her ankles are also lovely. Both the shape and color are top-n...Lu Qian just watched her quietly.

He was composed, much like a loving elder. But they had been entangled for many years and were once married, with two children to their name. Mingzhu couldn't be as calm as him.

The young master of the Si family looked at her, then at Lu Qian.

He gently clasped Mingzhu's hand.

A pearl in the palm trembles slightly.

She is not yet used to being intimate with the young master of the Si family.

And Lu Qian also stared at the two hands clasped together. He watched Mingzhu's soft palm being held in someone else's hand.

His heart tightened slightly.

Ironically, he was the least qualified to intervene.

Lu Qian tightened his tie and loosened it slightly, only then did he feel more breathable.

Master Si smiled: “Mr. Lu, please rest assured, I will take good care of her.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Qian almost lost his composure.

Even Mingzhu's eyes were filled with warmth, she finally said goodbye and left with the others.

Lu Qian held his champagne glass, his gaze deep.

……

On the side, Wen Man and Miss Hu stepped forward.

Miss Hu watched the commotion for a long time, then she couldn't help but softly joke: "Oh my, I've never seen you so down! Did you hit a snag with Mingzhu"

Lu Qian smiled faintly.

Ms. Hu couldn't help but glance towards Mingzhu.

She said again, "They really are a pair of lovebirds! Don't you think so"

Lu Qian's eyes were deep and enigmatic.

Just then a waiter passed by, he put the cup on his tray and straightened his suit: “It’s been a while. You haven’t become more talkative like you used to be.”

Miss Hu felt a little awkward.

She smiled faintly.

She used to dream of being Mrs. Lu, always pleasing and accommodating him.

He would naturally think she could speak.

Now, he is completely distracted, his soul wandering. She has also married a good man, how could she be like before

Lu Qian treated her with some affection.

He whispered, “I spoke out of turn.”

Miss Hu's eyes were slightly moist as she watched the mannequins dancing in the ballroom. She softly said to Lu Qian, "Lu Qian, if you don't chase her back, you will be betraying her years of waiting and yourself for giving up on everything."

Before Mingzhu, Lu Qian had many admirers.

But he never stopped for anyone.

He is the only one who owes an apology.

Lu Qian also lowered his voice: "Thank you."

Miss Hu's eyes were slightly red.

She went out to the balcony for some fresh air, needing a moment to collect herself.

Lu Qian, in her life, was always the most vibrant stroke. Even the happiest marriage couldn't cover up the yearning of what she never had.

Lu Qian did not step forward to comfort him.

The more entangled they became, the deeper he knew this truth.

He was socializing, his eyes frequently falling on Mingzhu. She seemed surprised to see him and was always reserved.

But her shy demeanor was adorable.

Lu Qian didn't know how long she could endure it, the fact that she didn't belong.

He watched her in the crook of someone else's arm, his Adam's apple bobbing.

I unconsciously took a glass of red wine.

Wen Man came over and gently took the red wine from his hand, calling him softly.

Lu Qian came back to his senses.

For a moment, he wryly smiled: "I'm sorry to have made you laugh at me."

Wen Man said softly, "Uncle, you should take good care of yourself."

Those days in Switzerland were not just Lu Qian's tribulation, but also a wound on the hearts of the entire Lu family. The old lady, despite her failing health, insisted on staying there. Wen Man even ran back and forth between them.

Now it's finally getting better...

Wen Man knew best about the feelings between Lu Qian and Ming Zhu.

She gently took his arm and whispered, “Now, Shuoshuo and Xiaolu are in even greater need of their uncle's company.”

Especially Shasha.

Lu Qian was slightly awake.

He gently stroked Wen Man's auburn hair, a hint of tenderness in his touch.

She saw Lu Qian looking at Wen Man intently, his eyes filled with love and tenderness, although it was towards a younger generation… However… But she remembered he had once looked at her with the same kind of gaze.

She knew she shouldn't, but her heart ached slightly.

Wen Man was a woman with an extremely delicate mind. She caught the subtle thoughts of Ming Zhu.

She smiled faintly and left.

She thought, if there was love, they would always be together.

The premiere is about to begin.

Wen Man sat down, and after a while, Miss Hu came over and sat beside her.

Ms. Hu's eyes were slightly red.

Under the dim light, she whispered softly, "Wen Man, to be honest, even today I'm not convinced. I'd lose to a little girl like you. But seeing Lu Qian today, I realized I'll never surpass Mingzhu! Because I've never seen Lu Qian like this before, putting aside all his pride and ego, circling around a woman."

Wen Man gently patted her hand and said in a caring tone, "Sister is doing well now."

Miss Hu was relieved.

Yes, her little family is now happy and harmonious.

Although her husband used to be a flirt, he is now very devoted and attentive to her. And their child is lively and adorable.

What else is not satisfied

This movie is a low-budget art film, and Miss Hu is the leading actress, so she's frequently on stage.

Riding high!

The emcee, hired by the Si family, was tactless and brought up the past between Miss Hu and Mr. Lu, making a teasing remark: "Miss Hu's premiere, Mr. Lu is here to support her, how are you feeling"

Ms. Hu has been around for a while.

Veteran!

She took the microphone, her eyes sparkling: "If you ask like that, my husband will be angry! Besides, Mr. Lu has someone he cares about; it's best not to cause any unnecessary misunderstandings."

The host profusely apologized.

But Wen Man in the audience knew, this was intentional, just looking for a hot spot.

She recognized the host.

A new host in the industry, wanting to climb the ranks is understandable, but stepping on others' privacy is wrong.

Wen Man is somewhat protective of her own.

She couldn't bear to see Mingzhu sad, nor could she stand to see Miss Hu embarrassed, so she took out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Assistant Xu, explaining things in a few words.

In the future, at more formal occasions, this young actress will not be able to attend.

Wen Man finished everything, calm and composed.

But she turned her head and saw Mingzhu leaving with her phone. She thought that Mingzhu was upset because of what just happened, so she didn't pay too much attention. She just glanced at Lu Qian.

In a while, Lu Qian also went out.

In the long corridor of the hotel, Mingzhu was holding her skirt and talking on the phone.

The phone rang. It was Huo Zhai.

Little Lu has a fever and doesn't feel well. He's crying for his mother.

The maid said she came by.

Mingzhu put her heart at ease and hung up the phone.

She was just about to turn back and tell Young Master Si's family that she had no heart to play because her child was sick, but as soon as she turned around, she saw Lu Qian. He stood behind her and didn't know how long he had been there.

"Is the child sick" he asked softly.lthough Yan's secretary didn't know the details between them, she could guess most of it... She knew Mr. Huo very well. Being from such a prominent background, he was always arrogant. Being toyed wit...